I was sleeping when suddenly I heard the doorbell echo in my house. I groaned, then slightly opened my eyes to look in the direction of the window. It was dark outside. My eyes drifted to the clock that was set on my nightstand.
It was three freaking o'clock in the morning!
"Who the hell can it be?" I mumbled as my hand reached my forehead. I sighed, then pushed the blanket off me. I stood up while rubbing my eyes. I could hear my mother walking down the corridor. I walked to the door and opened the door.
"You woke up too" My mother sighed while shaking her head.
"Why is someone at our door at three in the morning?" I whined in annoyance. I hated when people would disturb my sleep. The door bell rang again.
"How would I know?" my mother asked while rolling her eyes. Oh yes. My mother tended to be grumpy when we interrupt her sleep too.
Daughter like mother.
